Forget things
That cannot bring
Joy, peace, nor anything
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Pertaining to righteousness
Purity and holiness
Neither that which is glorious
Certainly things cannot
Enable you to enter
God's wonderful Presence
Wherein is found His magnificence
Let go of things
And teaching thy load
Thy life-force don't goad
I cognise this lie you
For a drawn out juncture have road
Into the depths of the wilderness
Competing with the Jones'
Seeking to discovery both species of bliss
However all you have found
Is unrelenting emptiness
All ostensibly has gone amiss
The simpleness of duration you do miss
Why than don't you reappear to God
Look up to region and thump Him a kiss
In Christ you will brainstorm forgiveness
Forget the cares of this world
The craftiness of riches
The physical attraction of others things
No joy do they bring
On the contrary
Things carry added responsibility
Compounded mix up and stress
Wouldn't it be far better
To ringlet up to the King and rest?
Consider your struggles
Another one of life's tests
To try your heart
And see what you're ready-made of
To see if you like power
Or the ascendancy of love
To look over and show your motives
That which moves and motivates you
That for which you will put on the market your life-force too!
That by which the lucifer can attach you
Contain, captivate, and unfortunate person you
Awe come on now
To you this leak shouldn't be new
It's the process by which
The patrician of shadows holds you
Snares your life-force to send you
Away from all that could upthrow you
Uphold, undergird, and safe and sound you
Far improved is it for Satan however
When he accuses and unsettles you
By critiquing and comparing you
Measuring you by your equilibrium sheet
Lying to and recitation you you're not complete
Without a lengthy enumerate of assets
An starry pecuniary statement
Such a wicked temptation is brilliant
A money by which to distract
And displace your full life
To overrun your inner self with desire and strife
As you resentfully rush to gather together all your life
Get more, seemingly even the score
Your personal identity ever insecure
Outwardly fixated on things
What you do or don't own
In so doing, your stupidity you've shown
As you mislay your own soul
And consumerism takes its toll
You go deeper into debt
Your intuition fills beside regret
Some bud despairing and stand a bet
Far larger would it be
If you'd of late see more clearly
Lift up your commander to heaven
Invite the King of kings into your heart
Make a heroical and strong new start
Employ the beliefs of kingdom
To your ordinary life
Be a polite steward
Give God your life
Jesus can do far more with it
Than you have or will do
This my friend, I can assure you
Therefore let no luggage have you
Surrender your hunch to Jesus
Watch the astonishing things
For you He can do
As you motion original the King
He will fashion your heart sing
Free you from the bondage of things
And inside elasticity you everything.